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Working in the corner, peaking over shoulders, waiting for my time to come.Working in the corner, one day to the other, butter for my piece of bun.

Stepping a stone and I'm all gone.Give me the tone and I'm all goneYes I'm walking by the line,Not here but in my mind.Working a sweat but it's all good.Breaking my back but it's all good.Cause I know I'll get it back,I know your hands will clap.

I'm workingI'm workingTo make butter for my piece of bun.

And if you say I'm not okayWith miles to go.If you say there ain't no way that I could know.If you say I aim too high from down below,Well say it now cause when I'm gone,You'll be calling but I won't be at the phone.

And I'm hanging around until it's all done,You can't keep me back once I had some.Wasting time to get it right,And you will see what I'm about.Cause I'm working a sweat but it's all good,I'm breaking my back but it's all good.Cause I know I'll get it back, I know your hands will clap.

And if you say I'm not okay with miles to go.If you say there ain't no way that I could know.If you say I aim too high from down below,Well say it now cause when I'm gone,You'll be calling but I won't be at the phone.